Jeff. Davis saw its power for evil,
And cribbed this wrinkle from the Devil,
And hence with wild and frenzied tone,
All Dixie screams; “Let us alone!”
Thus “nigger-whippers” steeped in lust
Cry, “Sirs, in us put all your trust;
Nor question what we do or say,
Pursue whatever course we may:
’Tis true—we scourge—the niggers groan—
What matter? are they not our own?